Quick Transmigration: Passer-by Craftsman System [MTL]

Chapter 62

This is an empty room that was purposely organized.

There were no windows, no lights, just a wooden door, a candle and a dressing cabinet with a mirror. The candle was lit on the counter, emitting a dim yellow light in the darkness.

He had been staring at the mirror for more than an hour, and found nothing except that his left and right eyes were a bit asymmetrical.

This little goblin is really cautious. According to the past rules, it has appeared a long time ago, but it has never come. The instinct of all created ghosts is to kill their creators, but this new mirror demon is so calm. I dare not say anything else. It has a really high IQ.

"Are you here?" The system asked while hiding in the spiritual sea.

"Nope."

"not yet?"

"When fishing, you have to be patient."

"It's already the third day, and the host has dark circles under his eyes. Is it coming?"

"I fish for it, and it also wants to fish for me. It depends on who can sink it... huh?"

"What's wrong? Are you here?"

"I feel emotions that I didn't have before, but they are not in the mirror. There is nothing else that can reflect in this room except this mirror. It should be outside the room, observing in secret, looking for the most suitable opportunities."

I met so many ghosts and monsters, most of them silly and sweet, but I had to be careful today.

Qingchuan remained calm, as he had done for the previous two days, trying his best to stare at the mirror, but when the biological clock came, his eyelids began to twitch, but his eyelids drooped for a while, and he forced himself to keep his eyes open. He slumped for a while, then forced his eyes wide open.

He leaned back in his chair and yawned.

"I'm not here again today..." His eyes were bloodshot and he seemed ready to get up and leave.

Ah~~~~Oh~~~~

The emotions I felt suddenly became as high as a large symphony, with a little caution and a sense of elation that could not be hidden. One step, two steps, three steps, one level, two levels, three levels, the emotions were getting higher and higher. One level is closer than the other level.

Qingchuan pretended to yawn, and out of the corner of his eye he saw his own eyes flashing in the mirror, with an unspeakable cunningness.

It smiled.

Qingchuan also smiled.

Both sides feel that they have a chance to win. The opponent is a scumbag who can be killed in minutes.

Qingchuan had already called out the 'person in the closet' and was about to slap his backhand on the mirror. In this war between the second dimension and the second dimension, he, the third dimension, will not get involved.

Qingchuan looked at the mirror, and Qingchuan in the mirror also looked at him. Suddenly, the 'Qingchuan' inside was stuck, like a TV with poor signal. The picture flashed and the image was distorted. It was like seeing the picture of an old TV, and he subconsciously felt it. I want to take a picture of the TV signal receiver.

This...this haunting will also encounter poor signal?

See you soon.

After such a delay, the 'person in the cabinet' in his hand was not sent out.

He saw his face in the mirror turned green and his eyes widened suddenly. He looked very familiar. He had this expression when eating fish stuck with fish bones. It hurt, and his throat was so irritated that it made him feel nauseous. It was quite expressive.